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About Los Angeles

Trackin’ prostitutes, it’s messy—cops don’t care much, that’s a fact. Most folks think it’s all glitz, like movies, but nah, it’s sad, raw, like a bad perm. I’m diggin’ through dives, askin’ questions, gettin’ glares. One time, this bouncer—he’s huge, like a human Duff can—tells me ‘bout “stroll zones.” That’s where gals walk, same spots since forever! Little-known stuff, right? I’m like, *“Hmm… history in high heels!”*

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The worst hotel I have ever stayed in ever!!!! Parking out back is sketchy! Rooms smell! Dirty!!! Crackheads and dealers loiter! Place is a complete dump!

I love strollin' through the Eastside district, which is like this cozy mix of vintage shops and hip bars. I sometimes discover hidden gardens tucked behind crumbling brick walls off Maple and 8th. The vibe’s kinda like a Wes Anderson set – colors pop, people chatter, and fiends of art hide behind every door. It’s insane, bruh!

For Mancini, the journey about accomplishment, ambition, optimism – and acute perspective